CourtneyP

Alright. I’m fixing to buy a new toy within a month or so. I need your opinions. Should I buy…

The yummy new 10GB iPod for $399?

A Canon Digital Elph S330 for $399?

A Pentax Optio 330 for $420?

or… any other suggestions? Should I just save the money for the next generation of Power Macs?

I just spent way too much time tonight at No Others Need Apply. One of the gracious keepers of the site had lovingly transcribed a GREAT article about TMBG from the August 12th issue of the New Yorker… which I totally missed since the bookstores put up the next issue WAY too fast!

What a wonderful archive of articles, photos, videos(!) and lotsa other happy goodies. If you’re a TMBG fan, go NOW.

So the massive OS 10.2 Jaguar event that took place at 10:20pm tonight at the Apple Store was a bust. For us, at least. The crowd was too massive… I didn’t think it would be this bad at all. We figured that it was 800+ people there. Crazy. Kevin figured out that we prolly wouldn’t get even close to the store by midnight, so we took off and had apple pie instead. Hey, that’s good enough, huh? I’m buying my copy of 10.2 online. So I had no need to really stick around.

Besides, I didn’t want to wait all that time for just a Jaguar mousepad and temporary tattoo. Heh.

Got back from the DNA Lounge just a while ago, where there was an EFF benefit taking place. The benefit featured Wil Wheaton versus Barney the Dinosaur in a grudge boxing match. Good fun.

I drove up to SF with Ben, and we met up with Loren there. It was absolutely mad there… no one could hear a word anyone else was saying, and it was pretty hard to make out any faces in the dark. Made it doubly hard to locate Wil, but we did it. He was constantly surrounded by a gaggle of geeks, and constantly being pulled away for pictures. It must be weird being a celeb. But he handled it very well. Don’t get me started on the giggling girls.

We had a quick bite to eat with Wil’s wife, Anne, after toiling to find an open mexican joint… some random guy from the club wanted us to buy him a veggie burrito. No dice, so we just settled upon whatever was open. The waitress even forgot my order. Lovely. But we killed time by passing a napkin around the table and taking turns drawing on it. Kind of like an exquisite corpse… but different. Look for it on eBay soon.

The DJs back at the lounge were a bit mad. Some of the tunes they played were really way out there. Some experimental shit, I guess. Lots of screeees and scratches and… stuff. My ears hurt. Anne had fun being a complete goofball on the dance floor… shaking her thang at these guys that took themselves WAY too seriously. Ben was sure he was gonna get lucky with one of the guys dressed in black and toting a gin and tonic. Wil gave a pretty kickass speech and gave that damn dino a good fight. Me, I just took the pictures.

So one of the reasons why I picked up the most recent issue of MacAddict is because I had a silly interest in taking their “Geek Quiz” advertised on the front cover. It reads: “We dare you to take our GEEK QUIZ. Prove if you’re a true Mac addict if you can…”

I was up for the challenge.

So I took the grueling 60 question quiz, using *gasp* pencil and paper (I remembered to fill in my circles completely, thank you), and I got 44 correct. This puts me right on the upper limits of being a “Colonel Panic”. Getting 45 right would have made me a “Terminal Geek”. So near, yet so far!

My geekiness has not fully lived up to its potential this day. Soon, my dear, soon…